Stephanie: I know what you’re going through. When your father died I was a wreck. I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t ready to be alone – I didn’t even know how to be alone. I did some pretty insane things just to get by. Insane, even for me, but I’ll spare you the details.
Alice: Doesn’t sound like you.
Stephanie: Well, I could tell you if you prefer.
Alice: What’s your point mom? That’s everything just gonna get better eventually.
Stephanie: No one gets to tell you how to grieve Alice. You’re on this journey by yourself. Only you know where it’s going to take you. If you need to do something crazy to get through it, do something crazy, OK.